Let the giver be silent and the receiver speak.
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One That Was Not Sought
A gift is given...
Without an ego displayed,
By the giver attached.
The receiver of the gift...
Believing there to be more,
To this giving...
Than something as simple,
As that!
And...
The gift given is given back.
With sarcastic remarks...
And other unnecessary verbal attacks.
The giver of the gift,
Although offended by this...
Keeps a head straight on shoulders.
And makes only forward steps.
With a lesson learned...
And not a temper to display,
The gift giver never shows a disappointment.
Or has a thing to say.
Knowing that a wisdom,
Came as a surprise lesson taught.
From a teacher in disguise.
And from one that was not sought.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Flattery corrupts both the receiver and the giver.
quote by Edmund Burke
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love Receiver
I send my message out
Across the city tonight
To communicate and to call your number
Tune me in, Im your satellite
Get ready for my transmission
Youre my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got this big transformer
And I wanna turn it on tonight
Well Ive got broadcast power, put a line in me
Ive got my antenna up and ready
Just dial me in on your frequency
Get ready, for my, transmission
Your my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got this big transformer
And I wanna turn it on tonight
Dont touch that dial, baby
Youre gonna drain it all night, yeah
(the miracle mile)
Baby, hey, hey
Get ready, for my transmission
Youre my...
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver, yeah
Youre my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got this big transformer
And I wanna turn it on tonight
Youre my love receiver
Youll be my love receiver
And youre my love receiver
Ive got a big transformer and I wanna turn it on
(got on overloaded socket...)
Broadcast power and I want an overload...tonight
song performed by by Rick Springfield
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Wanna- a parcel's complaint
wanna
do me
who me
boo me
sue me
ease me
please me
disease me
squeeze me
defy me
magnify me
clarify me
unwrap me
slap me
blame me
tame me
entertain me
shake me
break me
take me
deliver
to no giver
receiver
mail or fail
you may as well me hide
there's nothing inside
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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O.d. Receiver
Heartbeat
I can't see you
Heartbeat
I can hear you
I feel you pumping just beyond my door
I know exactly
What you've crawled here for
Cringe down lower
You're all dressed in grey
Me, i'm still breathing
It's just not your day
I hear you whisper like an open grave
O.d. receiver, i am all you crave
You're dying, crying, i can hear you fall
Your bony fingers scratching on my wall
O.d. receiver
I hear you screaming, well at least you try
Me, i'm still smiling but i don't know why
I'd call a doctor if i had the time
But i'm so busy with this fix of mine
O.d. receiver...
song performed by by Gary Numan
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That 'poetry Is To Be The Voice Of Others'....
it is midway
between the path of
light and pond
that goldfish
appears
nearer
the tunnel of the
water from its source
to the receiver
who in turn becomes
another giver and then
another
by now you must have understood
what i have been driving at
this nail
penetrating the soft wood
this hammer
banging
what am i to you
is not really what i am
for i am but a messenger
a medium
of the sufferings of others
i am but a hand opening
catching flakes of snow and light and rain and sun and even lightning
i am but a vessel
where water is poured
hot or cold
or not so warm and not so cold
the xylem and the phloem
the trachea
the larynx and the pipe
the flute and
the straw
i speak now for myself
from all those
that have rested
and those who are still tired
those at war with everyone
and with himself
i am the paper where words
are written
i am the pen where the ink passes through
i am not the thought itself
but i am always what others had been
and will be....
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Denver
Denver, giver, wherever, moreover, never, server, ever;
And of the water and the spirit! !
But, the very poor people still live around them.
Whenever, preserver, receiver, river, shiver, hiver, believer!
But the poor people are still staying around you people;
So, try to give in your helping hand to see to thier needs.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Be Good
Be a good person
Goodness has no tribe
Goodness has no village
Goodness has no other name
Goodness thrives on any land
In the desert
Goodness is oasis
In the wilderness
Goodness is a pathway
Goodness is required anywhere
It is food to man
It nourishes the giver
And gives happiness to the receiver
Goodness is pleasant
So be good
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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The picture of the Night- Narrative
As the giving sun sets
Beyond the rising peaks
Night takes its shape
Stars & Moon become the giver
Giver brings grief and joy
To those who wish for it
And those who deny it
Soon the day giver comes
And banishes the night
Soon the battle shall start again
poem by Taylor Scherer
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the wisdom of Eustolia
i
it is not really important how big the salary that you are receiving
what is important is that there is always something
left in your pocket
ii
the golden earrings and the diamond rings
are not the gauge
whether you can hear and touch
what others have not felt
iii
do not think of dusk and the coming darkness
they will always be there
but think of the twilight that announces the
coming of light
and there start your life
iv
forgive and have always the gratitude
in forgiving
build your face on the foundations
of your smile
v
love always love much
never tarry, never be lazy on loving
always be the giver
do not be the receiver, go! go! go!
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Silent
Silent when I have nothing to say.
Silent just to avoid the fray.
Silent when I am not sure.
Silent—I can't stand anymore.
Silent when you make me mad.
Silent I am when times are sad.
Silent when I am too shy.
Silent when I want to cry.
Silent as I carry life's load.
Silent... I may soon explode.
poem by Shaqueena Celestin
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Green Monkey
When the deep blue night is running close on your track
And you can feel the green monkey crawlin across your back
Dont take me so real that you forget how to feel
Dont let the threat of the dagger turn your heart into steel
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
So you think that star cluster shining bright in the sky
Will speak the fate of your evening, tell the truth to your lie
Dont let the features you read control the tickets you buy
Soon as you learn that you live, youre just beginning to die
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
Smell the perfume of the silent dream
Fly the ocean, read a story to me
Speak the wisdom of a redwood tree
Speak to me
song performed by by America
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Indian Giver
I can still remember it wasn't long ago
Things you used to tell me
You said I had to know
Told me that you love me
And that you always would
Then I said I loved you
You said that that was good
Girl you made a promise
Said you'd never want me to go
Oh no, oh
Chorus:
Indian giver
Indian giver
You took your love away from me
Indian giver
Indian giver
Took back the love you gave to me
Baby, I was feeling the way I want to feel
You had me believing the love we had was real
Things we did together
You said they'd never end
Now and till forever
Oh yeah, that's what you said
Girl when I was down I knew that you would always be there
Oh, yeh
Chorus
Oh!
Chorus
song performed by by Ramones
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Speak With Kindness (Or Do Not Speak At All)
speak with kindness,
or do not speak at all.
speak not of judgement,
you are not the judge.
speak not of salvation,
let your living be your scriptures.
speak not of scriptures,
let your actions be your holy book.
speak not as apostle or teacher,
speak as a human being.
speak not of god,
then god will speak through you!
speak not as a man,
for you are woman too.
speak not with hateful malice,
for love does not work that way.
speak not as a prophet or seer,
speak as compassion made flesh.
speak not of morality,
speak of connection.
speak not of authority,
the tree and the leaf have just as much.
speak not of holiness,
for all that lives be holy.
speak with kindness...
or do not speak at all!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Into Another Dimension....
you are silent
but i do not question it
i do not need an answer
silence itself is the giver of an answer
i give respect to silence with another silence
it is their marriage into a bond of wisdom
there will be no hands clapping
because wisdom do not need praise and acknowledgment
this is now our silent world
as we try to move into another higher dimension.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The silent child
The silent child is not a blind child
eyes wide open while yours are closed
you speak to much and listen less
this child of yours will take over
your own creation outsmarting you
he can now see between the cracks
the child realises you are not what you sayd
that you dont do what you say you do
the silent child knows but wont speak
poem by Vincent Brisebois
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Nightingale’s Song
A delegation of birds petitioned God
“Why is it you never chastise the nightingale? ”
God bid nightingale to speak;
“My way, she explained is different
March to June I sing
The other nine months, while others
Continue chirping, I am silent”
Sing your sweet songs beloved
While your Brethren clatter about
But know when to be silent...
That God may speak to you
(Inspired by Rumi)
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Silent
I hear no voices inside my head.
I hear no echoes in the wind.
Everything is silent.
I now know how the deaf must feel.
A world with no sound.
Words that don't speak.
Silent.
Well I guess it's wrong of me
to compare my writer's block
to the deaf, but that how I
feel.
Lost, and frustrated.
Seeing lips move but unable hear the words.
I'm a poet who wants to speak but no sound
do I hear.
Silent!
Broken Silence
My silence is now broken.
I can speak the words.
I can Just begin to speak the words.
But painfull it still is.
At least I can.
Now begin to speak.
I was silent for so long.
never could brake the barrier.
To allow me to speak.
Now my silence is broken.
I can speak about it very little.
But at least the
Door is open.
The journey
I can take.
But can I face it?
Soon I shall no.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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